However, just as the voice from the canoe ceased, a sharp whistling sound arrived from afar, and a spear suddenly flew from the dense grass, causing the soil to explode four or five meters high upon landing.
The wave of dirt even swept across the river surface.
Two figures narrowly avoided the spear, turned their heads toward the canoe, showing grateful eyes, but firmly shook their heads.
Two figures, one tall and one short, one big and one small.
The older one appeared to be around forty years old, while the younger was just over ten.
These seemed to be a father and son heading to a village for trading.
Each carried a bulging large bag.
They moved as agilely as leopards, quickly diving back into the grass.
"Do you think you can escape?"
A tall, thin figure suddenly leaped seven or eight meters into the air, drawing a parabola of over ten meters before landing heavily.
Boom!
